“Yes.” Gao Meng nodded.
Unexpectedly, under those circumstances, she was still able to draw something of a higher standard than usual.
So, the next time she wants to draw, should she try to daydream again and draw something that Mengmeng admires?
Qiao Qiu narrowed her eyes again, considering the feasibility of this matter.
Gao Meng shook her head as she looked at her. Qiao Qiu always liked to daydream, although the time she daydreamed was usually short.
Sure enough, Qiao Qiu came to her senses in less than a minute and continued eating.
"Mengmeng, I think this drawing satisfies my own desires. Drawing is an extremely tiring, mentally taxing, and time-consuming activity; only true love can sustain one's passion for it."
"Didn't you also persist for twelve years?" Gao Meng said.
“Yes, twelve years. But because I persisted for so long, I felt I could learn something else. As a result, I lost the perseverance to continue.” Qiao Qiu finished her meal, put her bowl on the table, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at Gao Meng.
Gao Meng asked, "What do you want to learn now?"
"I won't tell you, you'll find out next year." Qiao Qiu remembered the subsequent developments: Gao Meng would stream King of Glory with Zhou Nan, which meant that Gao Meng was also a master at King of Glory.
However, she prefers drawing to Honor of Kings, and Gao Meng's ambitions don't lie in Honor of Kings.
Qiao Qiu was rather curious about Gao Meng's current rank.
Keep in mind that when Zhou Nan starts streaming next year, he will already be at the King of Glory 20-star level.
As Zhou Nan's support, Gao Meng's skills are unlikely to be superior to Zhou Nan's.
So, Gao Meng and she should be at about the same level now.
"You're playing mysterious with me now. Fine, I'll wait for your surprise next year," Gao Meng said with a smile.
After dinner, the two discussed when to go to the ancient city.
The final decision was made: leave first thing tomorrow morning.
After all, July is not the hottest time; the hottest months are August and September.
The next morning, Qiao Qiu was pulled out of bed by Gao Meng.
Qiao Qiu picked up her phone and glanced at the time...
It's only seven o'clock?!
Qiao Qiu squinted at Gao Meng, who was packing her things, and then slumped back down. "Mengmeng, we're not in a rush to buy tickets, can't we wait a bit?"
"The weather this month is cool in the mornings and evenings, but very hot at noon, so of course we need to set off early. According to my calculations, we should arrive at the ancient city around 10:25 or 10:26."
"Is it really that accurate?" Qiao Qiu felt like the Duke of Zhou was still calling her.
After Gao Meng finished tidying up, she saw that Qiao Qiu hadn't moved yet, so she went over and pulled her up again. "Qiu Qiu, don't you still trust me?"
Hearing Gao Meng say such things, Qiao Qiu couldn't sleep anymore. "Okay, okay, I'll get up, I'll get up."
Qiao Qiu put on her slippers and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.
Gao Meng took out the breakfast she had prepared in the living room and placed it on the table.
When Qiao Qiu finished washing up, she saw steaming hot milk and two stacks of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings).
Tsk, when did this guy get up?
There are no shops selling xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) in the neighborhood; you have to drive out to buy them.
Qiao Qiu took a small steamed bun and went to look at the backpack that Gao Meng had packed for her.
Cell phone, power bank, phone cable, earphones, tissues, chewing gum, wallet...
Gao Meng packed up almost everything that Qiao Qiu hadn't received.
"Mengmeng, you are such a good wife and mother, so capable."
Gao Meng couldn't help but chuckle, "Who told me to raise a pig?"
Qiao Qiu: "..."
Was she being too lenient with Gao Meng? Is that why the aloof goddess started acting silly?
After finishing breakfast, Qiao Qiu slung her backpack over her shoulder and closed all the doors and windows in the house. Then she saw that Gao Meng had already driven her car to her doorstep.
Qiao Qiu got into the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt.
Gao Meng started the car, drove out of the residential area, and headed towards the highway.
The neighborhood is near the suburbs, and we soon got on the highway.
Qiao Qiu looked at the scenery outside and turned on the music in the car.
The songs downloaded above were all chosen by Gao Meng and her together; they were songs that both she and Gao Meng liked.
Qiao Qiu prefers grand and majestic ancient-style songs, a sentiment that coincides with Gao Meng's.
While listening to these stories, Qiao Qiu would always think of Xuan Lan, He Qi Xie, and Zhao Yu Ce from her previous lives, and all the little things she did with them would make her want to reminisce.
She didn't consciously try to recall them; as soon as she heard those songs, those fragments would spontaneously flood her mind.
As for the moments she spent with Su Xi, she recalled them more often when listening to foreign songs.
Recalling all the little things she'd shared with so many people, if she didn't know they all belonged to one person, she would have wondered if she was a womanizer, falling in love with every guy she met.
“Qiuqiu, I find this very strange,” Gao Meng said.
"What's strange?" Qiao Qiu asked.
Gao Meng frowned, then replied, "It's nothing."
"Nothing?" Qiao Qiu didn't believe it. Would someone say that if there was nothing? But judging from Gao Meng's expression, she really didn't want to talk about it, so she decided not to. She turned her head to look at Gao Meng, "It seems like it's been a long time since I've seen a snow scene. I accompanied you to see the ancient city. Will you come with me to see a snow scene before the New Year?"
"Okay." Gao Meng readily agreed, but she looked a little guilty.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Qiu noticed that she seemed a little absent-minded. "If you're upset, I'll drive it later."
"Where do I have any worries? You just sit still." Gao Meng perked up and focused on driving.
"Okay, okay, you don't. Drive carefully, I'm going to take a nap." Qiao Qiu yawned, leaned against the car window, closed her eyes, and fell asleep. She had been playing games all night and didn't go to sleep until 1 a.m.
Gao Meng kept her eyes fixed on the road ahead, trying her best to avoid looking at Qiao Qiu.
When she hears these songs, one or two people always come to mind, along with a vast expanse of gardenias. She doesn't know these people at all, yet she still thinks of them.
Both of them were dressed in ancient costumes, a man and a woman, but the woman wasn't as stunning as the man. Just thinking about them made her heart pound, as if they were the people she loved.
But why did she have the same feeling when she saw Qiao Qiu?
She chose not to tell Qiao Qiu because she was afraid Qiao Qiu would think she was a fickle person.
...
Qiao Qiu was sleeping soundly. When they arrived at their destination, Gao Meng shook her, and she woke up.
The first thing Qiao Qiu did after waking up was to check her phone for the time.
The time displayed on the phone is 10:26.
Qiao Qiu's eyes widened suddenly, her previously groggy mind instantly clearing. Before falling asleep, she had been wondering if Gao Meng's calculation of the time was correct, and subconsciously, she had been wanting to know the final result. So, for a short time after waking up, the only thing she remembered was this incident.
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